What are some of your favorite hip hop lyrics?

“Broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues

Why I'm so fucked up only my shrink knows

Movin objects mentally

Ananda Lewis, Celebrated MTV VJ, Dead at 52 - Rolling Stone

The Earth spins ruins, rap exotic blends,

Record-breakin' the album Thriller,

What does life mean without death?

Is anyone else losing complete respect for the US at this point?

I do odd jobs and come home like a slob,

I never knew my life mattered”

“The very next day while I'm off to class,

Why does my crush always looks at me in a sad way whenever I talk with other boys, and if he catch me staring on him then he go and flirt with other girls and then check if I am looking at him?

“You as an amateur, is outspoken, I'm lookin at your face you seem to be hopin that I, might stutter, stop, or just mess up, but everything's live that's why I don't dress up, Blastmaster KRS a synonym for fresh, I'm the teacher of the class, I do not pass no test, got DJ Scott LaRock by my side, not in back of me cause we make up the Boogie Down Production crew faculty”

We ain't stickin your moms then we fuckin’ your wife

The thugs love us, rap for the gunslingers and drug hustlers”

Isn’t freedom of speech and expression an absolute right?

Slit throats, spit quotes, expensive like mink coats

Three months later we run our own caper,

We truck jewels, these dust brothers fuck mothers

Why does Islam give a bad vibe?

The future of treachery: The Twenty-first century

I'm like the 70's where everybody sniff coke

Beretta shots splatter your goose, scatter your feathers,

How can the citizens of Russia accept the enormous difference between people? The richest 500 Russians own more than the poorest 99.8% of the entire Russian population combined. Why don't we see any protests?

I got beans, rice, and bread on my shelf,

High explosives, my posters hypnotize with hypnosis,

Got the IRS lookin’ at you, wanna fuck you

What are some creepy bestiality-promoting questions obviously asked for sexual gratification?

When I fuck I grab hair, collect drawers as souvenirs,

But there's no dollars for nothin else,

Ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do

Why does Filipino culture dictate that parents should be treated as gods?

Everyday I see my mother strugglin',

Mothership alien sorceress

So here comes Rob, his gold is shimmery,

Is there a correlation between being a medium and mental health?

Laser weapons and ecstasy

Flew my family overseas, I'm maxin',

Go against the Ill Bill and Non Phixion will crush you, bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through

Paris Baguette: The Korean bakery that wants to make croissants less French - BBC

I spit for gangstas and maniacs that defy prognosis,

Sniffin’ so much blow you don't know if you can trust you

With one and a half pair of pants you ain't cool,

Can a dental anesthesia injection cause nerve damage? After receiving an injection in my gums I felt a sharp tingle going from the gum to my lower lip, and now sometimes I get a bit of itchiness and discomfort in my lower lip. What is it?

I'll see you when I get there,

Steal money, kidnap money, kill money,

Little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you

Slugs in my gun then it's blood on my knife

Until we realized how to get the real money;

So there in school, see I'm made a fool,

Et cetera, damage any lame-ass competitor,

Genetic functions; were we made in a laboratory or God’s construction?

Ganja smokin', thoughts in constant motion, my mind is ferocious

Who try to front, get broken in fast like leathers,

Whatever, hot hard-heads get shattered like mirrors,

Picking up the pieces of a life shattered,

Breaking you to suicidal tendencies

If I don't love myself how the fuck I'm gonna love you?

I seen it all in my short life

Village niggas get slapped in Manhattan for rappin',

I don't trust myself, how the fuck I'm gonna trust you?

Now it's time, I've got to do somethin’,

It's Ill Bill; my reality's my psychosis”

a bugged out dude, a loose cannon,

Got access to tear gas, bombs and rocket launchers,

I got three pairs of pants so with my brother I share,

“Yo, you fourteen karat gold slum computer wizard,

If it ain't

“I shoot rocket launchers ridin’ on dinosaurs,

Flow like dough, Killa Beez is what I sponsor,

Me and my peeps is all trife

No smile is genuine or real,

The other one don't understand me,

Gangbangers that spit slang

Now bust the combustion Big Bang,

My career's based on guns throwin' cats in wheelchairs,

Now there's steak with the beans and rice,

And I know it's fucked up, but yo I'm trying hard so get the fuck out my face

Non Phixion, drug-music, make you jump in a fight

Say never poetry chumps crumbs deal with graphic,

My moms go to work cold bustin' her ass,

My family's happy, everything is new, Now tell me what the fuck am I supposed to do?”

I think that I'm about to go AWOL and lose my shit,

Let my peeps in, n*ggas gaspin', swallowin' aspirins,

I pray that my sanity grab me, and ground me,

Dead astronauts, pyramids

In my future we use Magnums, bombs and explosions

would I appreciate my grandmother raising me if she had never passed away?

The wildlife that kills for ice trife like by the digits,

I do it once, I do it twice,

If rap was crack, fully packed, I'd be tall caps,

I made this album to reveal my inner thoughts and discuss truth,

Paradox, paranormal paratrooper paralize you with the Luger

Dr tenenbaum, a small guy with a big nose

Jesus knew, he was thugged out too,

So many things I never had the chance to say when she was here,

I spit like Muhammad to Moses,

Know your enemies

My mother's nervous but she knows the deal,

Tappin' inside my rap vein causes blizzards,

I sell guns, my whole Clan is on the run like Natural Born Killers,

I look for work I get dissed like a jerk,

I'm in a bad place; who do I trust?

It’s funny how the money make the whole world love you

“late night I'm on a first class flight, The only brother in sight, the flight attendant catch fright! I sit down in my seat; 2C, She approach officially talking 'bout, ‘Excuse me’, Her lips curl up into a tight space, cause she don't believe that I'm in the right place, showed her my boarding pass, and then she sorta gasped, all embarrassed; put an extra lime on my water glass, an hour later here she come by walkin’ past; ‘I hate to be a pest but my son would love your autograph'”

Who designed our DNA structure?

Jealous cats hate you, dime bitches want you

Reveal alien tribal culture,

I hope that there's a heaven even though I know I'll prolly burn in hell

If it ain't

My brother's my partner and we're gettin' paper,

Even my freestyles could fuck up any shit that you write”

Would you appreciate the sunlight without the darkness?

As reality slips away I'm startin to lose my grip,

With a dosage, you overdosed in rap,

“Exploding space shuttle, eyes on his face

Suicidal thoughts, I think that I've become obsessed with death

Sometimes she wanna murder me, sometimes she wanna marry me,

“Now as an outcast I was born, wasn't warned of the harm, That would come to meet me like Met Life, but yet life done sent me through a lot of ups and downs like it ain't nothin’, Like elevators but I ain't the one that's pushin' the buttons, I got off at the 13th floor, when they told me that it wasn't one, they said it skipped from 12 to 14, Still smoking, still drinking, no I'm sittin' on the Lincoln 4 A.M. thinking that in reality the world is like a ball full of playas, We trapped off in this maze, with walls made of layers”

“Money's flowin’, everything is fine, got myself a uzi and my brother a nine, business is boomin’ everything is cool, I pull about a G a week; fuck school”

Weed in blunts then it's dust in my pipe

Gorillas injected with strength for eighty midgets,

This is for the streets, I could give a fuck what you like

Big Ghost steps off laughin', ha”

I find myself losin’ faith in every thing and every person that I hold dear,

- I live there, it couldn't get much worse I guess,

I put you to sleep, now you just a cousin of life

Taxin' kingpin of the rap drug traffickin',

Soldier with the gas-mask

“I brought my bitch out to Pathmark, she's pushin' the cart, Headed to aisle four, damn I got milk on my Clarks, That's what I get, not focusin' from hittin' that bark, My mouth dry, need plenty water quick, I feel like a shark, In the aisle bustin' them paper towels and wipin' my Wallies down, I stood up to face a barrel, he's holdin' a shiny pound, It's him, he want revenge, I murdered his Uncle Tim, I sold him a bag of dope, his wife came and copped again, That bitch is crazy and uh, she brought her baby, She knew I had the murders a smack, It killed her man though, now I got his fuckin' nephew grippin' his gat, You's a bitch, you better kill me, you know you're booty, You pulled your toolie out on me, motherfucker, First thought was to snatch the ratchet, Said fuck it and fuckin' grabbed it, I ducked, he bucked twice, this nigga was fuckin laughin', I wrestled him to the ground, tussled, scuffled, constantly kicked him, He wouldn't let go the joint, so I fuckin' bit him, Shots was whizzin' hittin' Clorex bottles, Customers screamin', then the faggot ran out of hollows, I had to show him what it's all about, Next day we readin’ the paper: A man who came to kill gets knocked out”

My sister's cute but she got no gear,

My sister's gear now has sex appeal,

I'll work it out myself, it's my problem, I'll solve it

“…Sammy eagerly rode up on him, toxic off the turkey with the joint on him, Flower look his man stood up before him, The bitches hit the table, Jakeem stripped off his cables, Shots went off, Sam'd get a chance to make his debut, Flower grabbed Tiff his man with the sideburns, hat fell off, We noticed wig worms, he hid behind Rich, C-Allah hit the light switch, young girls were trampled in the men's room, Pool pistol whipped Mase and broke the handle, Desperate- crawlin to the door on all fours, Sham kicked the jukebox the theme song rode in was "It's Yours", Oh my goodness, Waz grabbed the Mo bottle thrashin’, He layin like a gay model shoutin’ out Sebastian, He smiled with his teeth missin, beggin’ for mercy ‘No more god, there’s 68 thousand down at pier three’, Out came the cannon, whistled out zaggin', Sham snatched his flag four big rocks enter the dragon, It's over, another story told, Lyin’ with the snakes, tongue kissin’ cobras, Yo let me tell you how the game go, We gettin rid of all the prostitutes, Tony want the streets back for sure! Too many hustlers, too many thieves, We're fuckin’ up who's willing to fight and teach the seeds? Too much TV, guns and robberies, Lust and greed and hate the four devils- jealousy”

Fuck yeah, my crew down German beers,

Your entrepreneur, pens and gear like Shakespeare,

Flying saucers meet the Bible's author,

He gives me two hundred for a quick delivery,

My concept confessed to murder in penitentiaries

Be the truth, not that King James version they teach in schools,

“Two women love me, one gave birth to me, nurtured me,

And mad problems, worshipping gangstas and bank robbers, watching Scarface, startin’ fights at rap concerts,